I found out this evening that my grandfather passed away. There were and will be no tears.
He is barely even a memory.
He left my grandmother when my mom was only five years old. I saw him once or twice growing up, and received an occaisional check for my birthday. That nicety ceased the year He accused me of cashing the check and claiming I had not received it.
He died with only his sisters present. No wife. No children. No grandchildren.
This is very much the way I expect my father to go. When he dies it too will be the death of another stranger.